newbobooks Chapter 478 Alphia's Absolute Trust
Chapter 478 Alphia's Absolute Trust
Chapter 478 Alphia's Absolute Trust
[Advanced Life Elixir: Restores 30% HP within ten seconds of consumption. Multiple uses extend the effect, but the effect is not cumulative and weakens over time. Ineffective against diseases and does not restore mental energy. Ten bottles remaining!]
Roy saw the description of the high-grade life-restoring elixir, which was exactly what he needed most to recover from his injuries.
Both being high-quality panaceas, these have more comprehensive effects, such as restoring injuries, physical strength, mental energy, and detoxifying, hence they are also called panaceas. However, their individual effects are not as good as the former.
Since obtaining the incredibly potent elixir of heaven, Roy had barely given any other elixirs a second glance, but now it had come in very handy.
"Glug! Glug!"
Ignoring the fact that continuous consumption would weaken the effect, Roy took out two bottles of high-grade life potion, pried open the caps with his thumbs, put the bottle mouths to his mouth, and drank them down in a frenzy.
The people nearby stared blankly at Roy on the ring. Of course, they didn't think it was some kind of enhancement drug. Who would take drugs after a fight?
They suddenly remembered a rumor that had come from within the Imperial Army: when Roy met Najenda, the young man was covered in wounds, and the empty cuff of his left arm was proof of that.
Rumors say Roy has been in a state of serious injury!
"hiss!"
Everyone gasped as they thought of Bud, Polu, and Seryu, who had vanished into thin air, and Will, who was lying on the ground, all of whom had been defeated by Roy in an absolutely crushing manner. You call that a state of serious injury?
A terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Roy, sweeping across the surroundings and causing everyone's expressions to change drastically. They stared intently at the young man, their expressions tense.
The elixir, brimming with vital energy, transformed into a warm and vast torrent the moment it entered Roy's throat, flowing into every blood vessel on the verge of rupture, every muscle, every inch of skin, and permeating every cell.
As time ticked by, the gruesome wound healed at a visible speed, and the broken bones made a soft "crackling" sound as they slowly remodeled.
Roy's body greedily absorbed this powerful life energy, radiating new vitality.
hum!
As his internal injuries healed, an invisible, terrifying pressure erupted from Roy's center.
This aura is completely different from before!
If Roy before was like an unfathomable abyss, reserved yet deadly, then now he is like a supernova erupting, his domineering aura sweeping across the entire world like a powerful tide.
The rapid recovery caused Roy's power to become slightly out of control, and the brick arena beneath his feet suddenly sank, with jagged cracks spreading outwards.
The facial muscles of everyone present instantly froze.
Their pupils reflected the godlike figure on the arena, and their mouths opened unconsciously, as if their throats were being tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand.
Leone, Brand, and the others were tense, feeling extremely incredulous. Killing General Bud in an instant was not even the limit of the opponent!
Bang!
Roy clenched his fist, squeezing air out of his palm, producing a slight popping sound, as if his bones were about to break.
The feeling that my skin was going to burst has finally subsided.
They have recovered about 40% of their combat strength.
There are still eight bottles of high-grade life-saving elixirs and three bottles of panacea left, enough for him to recover to his peak condition.
"The rest is up to you!"
Roy said to Najenda that his mission was complete after defeating the Teigu user squad led by Bud. The rest of the trivial matters would naturally be handled by someone else.
"Yes, I know!" Najenda nodded. Roy was in charge of conquering the world, while she was in charge of protecting it. It would be a waste not to do something after finally gathering so many forces together. She would unite all the forces that could cooperate and accelerate the empire's demise!
Roy's goal for this trip has not yet been achieved.
Najeta asked, "Do you know where he is?"
Dr. Fashion, the user of God's Hand Perfector, and his team received intelligence and were also in Bud's squad, but they did not appear here. As researchers, they naturally would not personally go to the battlefield.
"Almost there!" Roy said, his eyes gleaming as he gazed northward into the town.
The underworld is chasing souls!
Actually, this skill had been activated long ago. Roy wasn't very familiar with Dr. Fashion, and with only the limited information from the original timeline, he finally found the other party.
Bang!
Roy propelled himself forward like a rocket, hurtling straight north, the gusts of wind he generated blasting houses on both sides of the road to smithereens.
Even someone like Brand could only see Roy's afterimage flash by quickly before disappearing.
Meanwhile, in the forest outside the town.
Dr. Fashion, dressed in a white coat, and his cyborgs work together, forcibly transforming humans into inhuman monsters, a force they call the "Fashion Squad."
"That was General Bud's secret technique just now. Was he killed? Those rebels are truly terrifying." Dr. Fashion's expression was not good. Bud's secret technique, "Summoning the Thunder Emperor," stirred up thunderclouds that stretched for tens of kilometers. The sudden thunderous hand ripped through the clouds and man together, shattering them to pieces.
"But I won't stay and fight to the death. A full retreat is the way to go!" Dr. Fashion showed no sadness as he led his troops in a swift withdrawal.
They hadn't gone two kilometers when one of the cyborgs exclaimed, "Fashionable Master, something—something is rapidly approaching over here!"
Within this fashionable unit, three special cyborgs always stay by Dr. Fashion's side. They have enhanced eyes, ears, and noses, respectively, enabling them to detect every move from tens of kilometers away.
Bang!
A powerful whooshing sound exploded, and a swift, dragon-like afterimage swept past, the resulting gale-force winds knocking down trees on both sides and uprooting the entire earth!
"No way!" Dr. Fashion felt as if he had seen a ferocious beast, his scalp tingling. Even though he wasn't a regular combatant, he could sense that the newcomer was hostile.
In the blink of an eye, Roy's figure traversed several kilometers, catching up with Dr. Fashion's group.
The two were about ten meters apart, staring at each other.
Dr. Fashion looked at Roy and forced a smile. "It seems that General Bud, Will, Seryu, and Polus are all dead. What a pity."
"You'll be no exception!"
Roy said calmly, his gaze falling on Dr. Fashion's gloves, which were none other than God's Hand - Perfector.
"Heh heh, I won't end here. My brilliant mind is a treasure for all mankind!" Dr. Fashion's manic scream echoed at the edge of the forest.
"Awoooooo!"
As Dr. Fashion's words fell.
Countless inhuman roars and the clatter of metal echoed through the dark forest as countless enhanced soldiers emerged, charging towards Roy from all directions, both above and below. Their sheer numbers nearly obscured everything in sight.
These people were transformed by Dr. Fashion, and most of them lost their human form. Some had their limbs replaced by large metal prosthetics, and some had their skin sewn with hard, dangerous carapaces that oozed disgusting slime.
It is a hybrid of humans, machines, or dangerous species.
Dr. Fashion's lips curled into a sinister smile. Those enhanced soldiers would self-destruct once they got close to the enemy. Even if the opponent was a top expert who killed Bud, as long as they were just a mortal, they would be in serious trouble.
But the next moment, Dr. Fashion's expression froze.
Faced with a wave of bio-enhanced soldiers capable of submerging a city, Roy's expression remained indifferent as he drew his new Muramasa sword and flicked his wrist.
Clang!
The crisp sound of swords pierced the sky.
The longsword in Roy's hand erupted with a dazzling, cold light that eclipsed the heavens and earth. With a combined enhancement of his abilities, he slashed forward, unleashing a condensed sword light.
scoff!
The indestructible slash swept past, instantly engulfing the surging, sun-obscuring tide of enhanced soldiers. The sturdy alloy prosthetics and tough biological carapaces were easily torn apart like rotten wood.
Thousands of sturdy steel bodies, unable to even utter a scream, turned into a rain of scattered metal fragments, splattered engine oil, and crimson blood and flesh.
The pungent smell of burning and blood filled the air.
"No—impossible!"
Dr. Fashion's manic smile froze instantly. His enhanced human army, which he had built up over countless days and nights, was completely annihilated by a single sword strike.
"Who are you?!" Dr. Fashion was consumed by extreme fear, and he roared as he questioned him.
Roy remained silent, then walked forward, sword in hand.
Seeing this, Dr. Fashion felt a deep sense of despair, which was replaced by a desperate madness!
"You forced me to do this!"
Dr. Fashion let out a beast-like roar and suddenly pulled a syringe gleaming with an eerie purple light from his pocket. "Dr. Fashion's second secret technique!"
Without hesitation, he plunged the thick, long needle into his arm and injected the medicine.
"Ughhhhhh!!"
With a piercing howl mixed with pain and ecstasy, the terrifying change began.
*Pfft! Sizzle!*
Dr. Fashion's white coat was bursting as his frantically expanding body grew, his bones crackling and popping. His muscle fibers rapidly multiplied, knotted, and hardened, transforming in an instant into a giant tens of meters tall, covered in metal and writhing flesh.
"Hahahaha!" Dr. Fashion laughed wildly, referencing the Supreme Imperial Arms, using himself as a test subject, fusing with a Super Dangerous Species, and becoming the strongest being.
"Go to hell!"
The giant's enormous hand, carrying the power to crush mountains, slammed down on the tiny Roy. Wherever the palm wind passed, the ground cracked inch by inch!
A massive shadow loomed over Roy, who calmly raised his Murako sword and unleashed a sharp slash at the colossal, sky-covering hand.
puff!
The giant hand of Dr. Fashion, the instant it touched that sharp glint, was neatly split in two.
The sharp light didn't stop at all, spreading along the giant's massive arms, torso, and lower limbs, almost completely obscuring Dr.
The giant, the embodiment of fashion, split in two.
The massive body stiffened, and its eyes revealed an incredulous blankness and deathly stillness.
*Pfft! Pfft!*
In the blink of an eye, Roy unleashed countless slashes, the sharp edges piercing through the bodies of the Dangerous Titans.
This giant, which was tens of meters tall, disintegrated instantly as if it had been precisely cut by a laser, turning into thousands of equally sized pieces of metal flesh.
A rain of death, formed from blood and chunks of flesh, fell.
"Thump, thump—"
The dull thuds of the plane hitting the ground continued to echo.
It was piled up into a mound of flesh and metal, exuding a strong stench and an aura of despair!
"Why—why do you have this power?" Dr. Fashion's remains lay in a pool of blood; even that Supreme Imperial Arms was probably no match for Roy.
Roy had no intention of talking to them. He couldn't stand these inhumane elements in the Empire, and if he could kill them, he would do it quickly.
call out!
Roy swung his sword, and two slashes tore Dr. Fashion's head apart, severing the mad scientist's life completely, and severed his hands.
Imperial Arms: God's Hand - Perfected - Acquired!
Roy bent down and picked up the gloves from the ground; the hardware to save Alphia was now complete.
The tasks of uniting with other forces, subduing the Imperial Army brought by Bud, turning Will against the Akame and Kurome sisters who were hiding in the crowd, and recruiting Leone, Brand, and others fell to Najenda.
Roy's only job was to fight his way through the enemy lines and deliver intelligence about the Empire and other factions to Najenda.
So after doing all that, Roy turned and left, heading to the camp south of the town. Alphia's condition was not optimistic, so it was best to keep her by his side. The moment he got the Imperial Arm, he would immediately perform surgery on her.
"I'm back!"
Roy returned to the camp, and as his gaze wandered, it suddenly stopped. Under the cherry blossom tree that was in full bloom like a cloud of rosy clouds, Alphia sat quietly. A gentle breeze blew, and thousands of pink and white petals danced and swirled, falling silently like gentle snowflakes, lingering around her aloof and ethereal figure.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and only this beautiful, unreal painting remained in the world.
The premise is that the other party's condition is not that bad.
The stunningly beautiful woman's aloof face was completely bloodless, her slightly bitten lips were also incredibly pale, and her desolate expression was like a fragile piece of glass, which could shatter completely at the slightest touch.
But the other party would never die in a hospital bed. He had once dragged his dying body to participate in the great struggle, fighting to the very end until his body turned to ashes.
Alphia turned around, her heterochromatic eyes reflecting Roy's face. She remembered everything this young man had done for her.
"Get ready for surgery!" Roy said.
"Hmm!" Alphia took a deep breath. Life or death was decided today. It was strange that she felt a little nervous because she wanted to live!
The revolutionary army has equipped Alphia with a top-notch medical team, which is on standby at all times.
Roy thoroughly cleaned and disinfected the Imperial Arms God's Hand Perfector before handing it over to the doctors on the medical team for them to try out one by one.
This Imperial Arms can induce movements hundreds of times more precise than the fingers. Once worn, it allows the hands to perform every delicate action at will. Any surgeon who obtains it will see their surgical skills rise dramatically. It is a tool that countless doctors and researchers dream of.
The doctors wore the God's Hand of the Perfector with reverence and care.
But the gloves were passed around in everyone's hands, and finally the result was revealed.
No one managed to match the Teigu's energy.
"I'm sorry, Lord Roy, we can't use this Imperial Arms." The doctors sighed. Not being recognized by the Imperial Arms was truly a great regret in life.
Roy's face darkened, and he grabbed the Imperial Arms God's Hand Perfector. "Damn it, you think you're so great, huh!"
The gloves remained motionless, but everyone could clearly sense the fear emanating from them—disdain for the doctors and subservience to Roy.
Roy's terrifying mental strength seemed poised to crush the instinct-only consciousness within the Imperial Arm.
Everyone was amazed.
Even so, it was willing to submit to Roy, but towards others it still held the attitude of "better to die than live in dishonor," and the emperor possessed its own dignity.
"This is troublesome. Then you'll have to perform the surgery on me!" Alphia looked at Roy calmly, trusting him more than the other doctors.
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